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144:1 Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; 144:2 my rock and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues the peoples under me. 144:3 O LORD, what are human beings that you regard them, or mortals that you think of them? 144:4 They are like a breath; their days are like a passing shadow. 144:5 Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains so that they smoke. 144:6 Make the lightning flash and scatter them; send out your arrows and rout them. 144:7 Stretch out your hand from on high; set me free and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hand of aliens, 144:8 whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hands are false. 144:9 I will sing a new song to you, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you, 144:10 the one who gives victory to kings, who rescues his servant David. 144:11 Rescue me from the cruel sword, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hands are false. 144:12 May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars, cut for the building of a palace. 144:13 May our barns be filled, with produce of every kind; may our sheep increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields, 144:14 and may our cattle be heavy with young. May there be no breach in the walls, no exile, and no cry of distress in our streets. 144:15 Happy are the people to whom such blessings fall; happy are the people whose God is the LORD.